Previously, Randeng had calculated that the born spiritual treasure was destined to be his, yet he had never laid eyes on it—how could he possibly know the power of the Falling Treasure Money?
Hearing Xiaoxuan's mocking words now, rage surged within him. He longed to slaughter Xiaoxuan on the spot to vent the hatred in his heart!
Alas, having lost the Qiankun Ruler, his offensive means were limited, and he was completely helpless against the Immortal Apricot.
Glaring bitterly at Xiaoxuan a few times, Randeng had no choice but to mount a cloud and leave in frustration.
"Uncle-Master Randeng, I'll be taking that Qiankun Ruler and the golden alms bowl. Consider it settling the karma between us in Mount Wuyi!"
Hearing this, Randeng stumbled and nearly fell right out of the air.
Xiaoxuan leisurely collected the twelve Sea-Calming Pearls, refined them slightly into his spiritual platform, and transformed into a streak of mysterious light, intending to return to Kunlun Mountain to see if his master and two uncles had emerged from seclusion.
Only after Xiaoxuan had completely vanished did Ao Guang, Dragon King of the East Sea, let out a sigh and say, "The Three Pure Ones of Pangu are renowned throughout the Primordial World, and their disciples possess extraordinary strength. Remember this, all of you: never offend the lineage of the Three Pure Ones in the future!"
"Understood!"
……
Along the way, Xiaoxuan gathered quite a few spiritual treasures and immortal herbs, and he also grew accustomed to witnessing the slaughter between the Wu and Yao Clans.
Before the third lecture of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, there was an earth-shattering conflict between the Wu and Yao Clans.
To avoid being caught up in the battle, Xiaoxuan greatly accelerated his pace!
"Ah!"
A shrill scream echoed from afar as a monster with a sheep's head and a bull's body was pierced by a snow-white arrow. The sheer force sent the sheep-headed monster flying into the air before it exploded into pieces!
Immediately following that, one snow-white arrow after another found its mark, and over a hundred members of the Demon Clan were shot down one by one.
"Yao Clan brats, how dare you raid my Wu Clan tribe! You truly know nothing of death!"
Suddenly, a giant standing several zhang tall floated in the air, pulling a red longbow to its limit as white arrows shot forth like lightning.
"Since you've come, don't even think about escaping!"
As the words fell, the arrow transformed into a streak of white lightning, shooting straight into the distance.
"Ah!"
Following a shrill scream, blood rained down upon the earth.
Every single invading member of the Demon Clan had been shot and killed by a single person!
Watching this unfold, Xiaoxuan couldn't help sighing inwardly: The Wu Clan truly deserves to be the darlings of the earth. Relying solely on physical strength, they can stride through the empty air and unleash power approaching that of a Daluo Golden Immortal!
A fierce glint flashed across the eyes of the giant in the sky. He nocked an arrow and drew his bow, the snow-white shaft pointing straight at Xiaoxuan's throat.
"What terrifying insight!"
Earlier, when Xiaoxuan had been watching the battle off the coast of the East Sea, countless experts from the Demon and Dragon Clans had been unable to pierce his concealment technique.
Yet in the eyes of this giant, everything was laid bare as if nothing were there at all!
In the blink of an eye, the white arrow was right before his eyes, crashing directly into the protective divine light emitted by the Immortal Apricot.
"Boom!"
With a deafening crash, the white arrow turned to fine powder.
"Oh?"
The giant gasped in surprise, clearly not expecting anyone to emerge completely unharmed from beneath his divine arrow.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Three arrows in rapid succession shot straight for Xiaoxuan's face, throat, and heart.
Their momentum was like a rolling thunderclap; before the arrows even arrived, they made it difficult just to breathe.
"Splendid archery!"
Protected by the Immortal Apricot, how could ordinary attacks possibly injure a hair on Xiaoxuan?
Anxious to return to Kunlun Mountain, Xiaoxuan had no desire to become entangled. With a brief word of praise, he sped away.
"Your archery is peerless, friend, but your bow and arrows leave a bit to be desired!"
A flash of yellow light swept across the giant's body, shrinking him back to normal human size.
Watching the direction in which Xiaoxuan vanished, the giant muttered softly, "The little Daoist has quite some skill. It's a pity I don't have my divine bow for shooting the sun with me, otherwise..."
This giant was none other than Dayi, the Great Wizard of the Wu Clan!
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"Dayi of the Wu Clan—his archery truly is peerless!"
How could Xiaoxuan not know of Dayi's might in shooting down the sun?
Earlier, the ten crown princes of the Demon Clan had used overwhelming force by the shores of the East Sea to subjugate the Dragon Clan, their might suppressing countless dragons; in the near future, apart from the tenth prince Youwei, who would be rescued by Eastern Emperor Taiyi, all the rest would be shot down one by one by Dayi.
This would also become the fuse for the decisive war between the Wu and Yao Clans, ultimately leaving both sides severely battered and forcing them to withdraw from the stage of the Primordial World.
Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing Palace.
Having returned to Kunlun Mountain for several centuries, Xiaoxuan spent his time outside of daily cultivation in the Taiqing Palace alongside Taishang, practicing alchemy and studying the Dao of Alchemy.
Even though he had no wish to inherit Taishang's alchemy lineage, he could not remain completely ignorant of it either.
Otherwise, if word got out that Taishang's disciple didn't even know how to make pills, wouldn't people laugh their teeth off?
Though a few centuries was not a long time, Xiaoxuan possessed exceptional natural aptitude and comprehension. Coupled with the fact that the Immortal Apricot had devoured a portion of the Primordial Ginseng Fruit Tree's origin power—naturally granting him an affinity for wood-attribute elements—his progress in the Dao of Alchemy advanced by leaps and bounds.
Pills of the third revolution were no longer any difficulty for Xiaoxuan.
If luck was on his side, Xiaoxuan could even refine fifth-revolution golden pills!
Even Taishang couldn't help sighing: If Xiaoxuan were to devote himself entirely to the study of alchemy, his achievements would likely be no lower than his own.
"Boom!"
A loud crash echoed from afar, causing even Kunlun Mountain to tremble slightly.
The Three Pure Ones and Xiaoxuan stood upon the peak of Kunlun Mountain, their gazes fixed in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
Dijun and Taiyi, the two emperors of the Demon Clan, personally deployed the Zhou Tian Star Dou Array, channeling the power of the stars to reinforce the soldiers of the Demon Clan and boosting their combat prowess by a full thirty percent.
The stars filling the sky continuously cascaded divine power downward, hammering the soldiers of the Wu Clan upon the earth; despite the peerless resilience of their physical bodies, the Wu Clan suffered no small number of casualties for a time.
Yet how could the Wu Clan, a race that fought the heavens and the earth, ever retreat because of this?
Fearless of death, they charged one by one into the stars transformed by the Demon Clan soldiers, wielding their weapons to smash star after star into fine powder.
"Clang!"
The Chaos Bell rang out as Eastern Emperor Taiyi fiercely entered the fray.
Countless sons of the Wu Clan turned into clouds of blood, obliterated into nothingness in an instant.
"Feathered beasts, go die!"
The Twelve Ancestor Witches let out a simultaneous roar, merging into one place in an instant.
"Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Fiend Array, rise!"
The Twelve Ancestor Witches drove the blood of Pangu within their bodies, causing the malevolent Qi of heaven and earth to condense. In a short space of time, they formed a giant standing ten thousand zhang tall, with bulging muscles and a giant axe in hand.
"True Body of Pangu!"
The expressions of the Three Pure Ones shifted slightly; they felt deep apprehension toward the True Body of Pangu condensed by the Twelve Ancestor Witches.
The True Body of Pangu swung the phantom of the Heaven-Splitting Axe in its hand, reducing countless stars in the sky to powder, while the entire Zhou Tian Star Dou Array shook violently, on the verge of being shattered at any moment!
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"
The previously invincible Chaos Bell rang unceasingly, yet it could only stall the movements of the True Body of Pangu for a moment, failing to truly restrict its attacks.
In the blink of an eye, countless Demon Clan soldiers were killed or wounded. Dijun and Taiyi wore dark, livid expressions, yet they were utterly helpless!
hoisting the Chaos Bell to protect his body, Eastern Emperor Taiyi flew instantly to the side of the True Body of Pangu. The True Fire of the Sun instantly engulfed the True Body of Pangu, and his fists rained down fiercely upon its chest.
"Taiyi, you're courting death!"
The phantom of the Heaven-Splitting Axe in the right hand of the True Body of Pangu batted the Chaos Bell away, while its left hand formed a fist and smashed savagely toward Taiyi.
"Second brother, watch out!"
Emperor Dijun channeled his entire reservoir of magical power, thrusting the River Diagram and Luo Book before the two of them.
"Bang!"
With a tremendous crash, the River Diagram and Luo Book let out a mournful wail before plunging to the ground.
Dijun and Taiyi were struck by the fist of the True Body of Pangu and heavily injured, golden blood gushing from their mouths in torrents.